March 7, 2019
There was this guy who used to work for me. He was a little strange. He seemed angry all the time. I was never sure why. He kept mumbling about bringing a gun to work. I knew this because the people who sat around him would come tell me about it. If this were to happen these days, I’d probably have gone to HR or even the police. Then it was just weird. I was never sure what Ron really wanted. It did seem he wanted something. Nor was I ever to find out why he was angry.